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BRIGHT EYES – FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE This is the first day of my life Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed They’re spreading blankets on the beach Yours was the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I [...] LEAVES 1 Every October it becomes important, no, necessary to see the leaves turning, to be surrounded by leaves turning; it’s not just the symbolism, to confront in the death of the year your death, one blazing farewell appearance, though the irony isn’t lost on you that nature is most seductive when it’s about to [...] SEPTEMBER I miss the tilt and racket of your face, the collapsing factories of your anger, the shoreline wearing your boas of foam— the steel mirror of your silence, your glass contingencies, in the night’s hold. I miss the morning’s coverlet of cloud, one gull flying east over the moving distances while closer in the [...] THE GASLIGHT ANTHEM – I’DA CALLED YOU WOODY, JOE I was crawling around in my head in the haze of a trance Rico said, “I’ma turn you onto a sound, cool out your head This is the sound from Camden town.” And then I heard it like a shot through my skull to my [...] DRAWING FROM LIFE Look: I am building absence out of this room’s air, I’m reading suppositions into summer’s script snarled on a varnished floor. It looks like a man. That knot’s his hand waving good-bye, that stippled stripe of grain’s the stacked-up vertebrae of his turned back. Small birds (sparrows or finches, or perhaps) are [...] View Larger Map This has been a bad week for me in a lot of ways … but thankfully, I have a woman who adores me (even if she is 800 miles away), and generally have decent health and can get out and ride my bikes. Not a great day on the bike today, but [...] THE SEPARATE ROSE: I Today is that day, the day that carried a desperate light that since has died. Don’t let the squatters know: let’s keep it all between us, day, between your bell and my secret. Today is dead winter in the forgotten land that comes to visit me, with a cross on [...] Friday – Airport, then Citris Grill for yummy miso beef salad. Saturday – Museum of Natural History at the University of Utah, then Oasis Cafe … then a homecooked meal of chicken, sautéed in olive oil and garam masala spice, with feta, hazelnut and butternut squash ravioli, accompanied by spring greens salad with a homemade [...] If chamois time is training time, then he just got in a good 90 minutes … on the couch, waiting for the rain to stop. Got a text from the short one as I was getting ready to leave work suggesting an easy spin. Since Sunday’s ride was rained out, and Saturday’s ride left a [...] |
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